User blog comment:Rawfan56/The Otter Tribes/@comment-1153441-20110208205405

Barton whispers to Silver.

"I'll provide a distraction so you can all get outta here."

Barton sneaks off into the trees, and a moment later they hear the sound of arrows whizzing into the wolves' camp and Barton voice yelling.

"Hey, you bunch a mangy furred, flea-bitten, no-good, slobberin' puppies! You forgot to capture someone!!"